(Khujo)
Yeah
Dialect kinda slurred
Did you catch that word blurred
Talk slow, walk slow
And years passed
Make that cash
Never took a second look
Follow the words in the book
Watch 'em chill and cook
Somethin' new for your ears, bro
Sing-along
Same sing-song
Wantin' to bail out the front door
Which you lookin' at me more
I can show you shit that you never seen before
Crushed ice for cold drinks
Surely
Makin' music for the worldly
And the people in it
If you gotta spin it
Life is only five minutes

(T-Mo)
We got contrabanded
I recite about bein' free
Only to a certain extentIn a country run by a president
That doesn't know a single resident
In my 'hood
It is good
Or that is fucked-up
I let 'em speak for me
Break bread and peace treaty
Across seas ?????
Till the feds get it
And split it
With other federals
And ????? agents and senators and representatives that live off us
And feed off us
For new ides
For years
Niggas been raped
Let's escape
This dope
But how?
When it's locked into our chemistry for
Cause nigga that's all we know
That's how we grow

(Chorus)

(Cee-lo)
Remember me, I explain
Our relationship
Runs against the grain?
And I refuse to settle
Well except the simple and plain
I'd much rather excite
Delight and entertain
Passionately persistant
When I preach this positivity
For stand up God, write hard things I like to say
And our words don't take a chance
See if I can make y'all dance
But I really ain't got that much time to play
Just row
Your little boat down the stream
Go slow
Cause life is only a dream
And if I should die before I awake
I leave to all my beloved this message to take
Ahhhhhh

(Big Gipp)
The merciful
Lord of worlds
Master of the days of judgement
Got me on a path
Upon those who you bestowed your favors
Not upon those who your wrath has brought down
Nor on those who go astray after hearing your teachings
Confidence shot
Selfless thing go extremely
Contageous flavor
Distributed in major
Tomatoes with juice
Chances of prostate cancer
Disease is fictitiousNever abandon your Emmanuel
For want of religion
Kept peasants 180
Just got back
From what
It ain't nothin' but gamblin'
In the pockets scramblin'
To avoid the sack
I'm seldom seen
Cause I'm on the label
No dis
Boneless fingers go from
For the one
In a matter of tone
A target of
Since sense has made me enemies
It has performance in demand
Violence, a tradition in the Western Hemisphere
Claim jumpers and land jackers

(Chorus)

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